A popular song from 1940.
Words and music by Will E. Skidmore.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Please listen, kind friends, I’ll tell a story
Of a boy and a girl he waited for
Two sweethearts just tasting of love’s glory
Now the mountains will see her face no more - The villain who caused most all our quar’ling
Was a gambler who’d won girls by the score
The next day he stole away, my darling
Now the mountains will see her face no more - It chanced one night I was in the city
There the bright lights had claim’d my Elinor
She played in the game that shows no pity
Now the mountains will see her face no more - And then came a note, no use denying
That it stabbed my poor heart right to the core
The last fatal words said she was dying
Now the mountains will see her face no more - If anyone asks I wish you’d tell ’em
She’s at home where all strife and care is o’er
She still lies beneath the slipp’ry ellum
Now the mountains will see her face no more